That's what she said.
The words of my wife.
They cut me like a knife.
Those words ringing in my head.
Don't rock the bed.
We can get through anything.
A blues song we don't have to sing.
We can talk.
We, away from each other don't have to walk.
Don't rock the bed.
Yes, it's true, I still love you.
I still love the day we were wed.